The same as you
The same as me
Weary, and the place of rest
Parched, and the quencher of thirst
His hands held a hammer, built the earth,
and gave the hammer up to pound in spikes,
giving rythem to the song of wholeness,
written for you
written for me
The carpenter of universes,
Architect of the mind
Author of the Dream
Director of the Vision
Caller of the Calling
Creator of the Created
Flesh and blood and bone and spirit.
Babe, child, teen, adult.
Answer to the question
lawyer for the accused
the bail, the judge,
the vaccine and the cure
the painter of all color
the speaker of all words
Brother and Father
Seer of my soul
know er of my motive
north on my compass
words of eternity speak to my emptiness filling
my being with it's longing.
Birthing purpose in my days.
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